To the large canvas
to the only grey left
what is there to paint
to limitless scenes
where did they disappear from eyes
watching the vast sky
why does it seem heart wrenching at times
to the fallen dew
to the withering leaves
why going out as you please
to the dimming light in streets
to the waning moon
why do you keep playing hide and seek
to the foggy screen
to the soggy noodles
to the dry winds
where to warm in the cold spree
to the starting year
to the black sky wedded with tiny lights
where hiding the moon tonight
to the glow worms playing in the side
Come light up the goofy house beside
to the ebbing waves tonight
why drench dry sand all time
why do you hit the shores every time
the sea gull wishes to fly this morning that side
can’t you be simple for sometime
to the Sunday
if you exist
where did you finish
did all days became Sunday
or all weekends vanished in drain
the calendar seems up
it looks high
cause no one has time to spare by
to the running hands of clock
Forgotten is the childhood
can you please go
bring back the gone time
no you can’t
no none can
until someone calls Einstein
why Einstein ?
he mentioned about travelling in time
isn’t it
maybe
maybe not
where is the time travelling machine
wish to catch up running time
Once for all can the universe stop please
maybe we can take a groupfie
instead of just a selfie
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Another great writing , spiller 🙂🙂
Thanks dear Rose
I wonder if you asked the public what they would go back in time to find out.
Who shot, JFK. Maybe Marilyn Monroe. I suppose the list is endless.
That’s a different perspective
What shall one do if one can go back
Will the accidental fate not exist anymore
I wish i found my muse over this question
beautiful piece of work, spiller
Thank you dear Sophin
Great work here spiller,..you inspired me to write and publish a fusioned poem called If You Had A Time Machine,Which Way Would You Go. Thanks😀
Thanks dear Fallenangel
I was thinking of writing one
But since if you started with fusion then i shall add over there
I hope other friends also contribute to it
I look forward to it😀
There are more questions to play with here. One day a UFO time machine will break down and well have some answers..... "where does the time go?"
Is satan time itself?
Hahaha really
What if UFO has answers to my questions ?
Satan is time itself
Isn’t it
Is time blessing or curse
One of the streaks that stops for no one
Very enjoyable poem. Thank you.
Thanks dear Rozina
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